Count Me In
Spitfire on the beat
Yo, count me in count me in
One, that's the number that we shooting for when it's said and done
Two, been tried and true, lay a piece of my soul when I'm in the booth
Three, please pardon me, run up in the game like a B and E
Four, stocked like a general store, tracks on tracks and you know I got more
Like five, just come alive, let it bang and feel the vibe
Six, authenticity is my guarantee ain't no tricks
Seven, sent straight from heaven, one to ten boy make it eleven
Eight, come make a plate, cuz we finally here and feeling great
Well well, would you look at the time
Grab me a deck Tony Hawk with the grind
I got all these thoughts and ideas in my mind
I'm looking for something I may never find
But my thoughts and my dreams are about align
Shot in the dark but I've got a design
And I got all these lyrics they top of the line
Cuz I keep gettin' better I always refine
Yeah, building it up, improving the flow, show em what's up
Always on point, measuring cup, life on standstill, time to erupt
Need a change, day after day, same old shit, gimme a break
Cop me a house, next to a lake, bitch I'm the sea I ain't riding the wave, no
Everything I do, everywhere I been, it's all led to this
Gotta make cheese, gotta get cheddar, ain't no time for swiss
I'm talking holes in the plan I can't afford the risk
Goin in at full speed like a fuckin blitz
Understand, see first hand what I've come to do
Find these beats, mix a rhythm, add my point of view
Season with bars, add some fire, like a barbecue
Now we letting loose, let me introduce Spitfire to you
One, that's the number that we shooting for when it's said and done
Two, been tried and true, lay a piece of my soul when I'm in the booth
Three, please pardon me, run up in the game like a B and E
Four, stocked like a general store, tracks on tracks and you know I got more
Like five, just come alive, let it bang and feel the vibe
Six, authenticity is my guarantee ain't no tricks
Seven, sent straight from heaven, one to ten boy make it eleven
Eight, come make a plate, cuz we finally here and feeling great
Yo, count me in count me in
One, that's the number that we shooting for when it's said and done
Two, been tried and true, lay a piece of my soul when I'm in the booth
Three, please pardon me, run up in the game like a B and E
Four, stocked like a general store, tracks on tracks and you know I got more
Like five, just come alive, let it bang and feel the vibe
Six, authenticity is my guarantee ain't no tricks
Seven, sent straight from heaven, one to ten boy make it eleven
Eight, come make a plate, cuz we finally here and feeling great
Well well, would you look at the time
Grab me a deck Tony Hawk with the grind
I got all these thoughts and ideas in my mind
I'm looking for something I may never find
But my thoughts and my dreams are about align
Shot in the dark but I've got a design
And I got all these lyrics they top of the line
Cuz I keep gettin' better I always refine
Yeah, building it up, improving the flow, show em what's up
Always on point, measuring cup, life on standstill, time to erupt
Need a change, day after day, same old shit, gimme a break
Cop me a house, next to a lake, bitch I'm the sea I ain't riding the wave, no
Everything I do, everywhere I been, it's all led to this
Gotta make cheese, gotta get cheddar, ain't no time for swiss
I'm talking holes in the plan I can't afford the risk
Goin in at full speed like a fuckin blitz
Understand, see first hand what I've come to do
Find these beats, mix a rhythm, add my point of view
Season with bars, add some fire, like a barbecue
Now we letting loose, let me introduce Spitfire to you
One, that's the number that we shooting for when it's said and done
Two, been tried and true, lay a piece of my soul when I'm in the booth
Three, please pardon me, run up in the game like a B and E
Four, stocked like a general store, tracks on tracks and you know I got more
Like five, just come alive, let it bang and feel the vibe
Six, authenticity is my guarantee ain't no tricks
Seven, sent straight from heaven, one to ten boy make it eleven
Eight, come make a plate, cuz we finally here and feeling great
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Sparks
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